Fash­ion Shows. Bor­ing, mondane, full of pre­ten­tious people, blonde chicks in high heels, yawn­ing journ­al­ists, and nobody seems to know what all the fuss is about. Good thing is: we’re in Ber­lin, so this shit does not fly with the loc­als. We don’t want to detach ourselves from our con­sumer­ist needs, so there has to be

Only a month to go til the Ber­lin Fest­ival opens its doors at the Tem­pel­hofer Air­port, and I’m ever so excited. I count most of the acts announced to my favor­ites of the past years, so I want to take a moment to ded­ic­ate this post to them. James Blake — I’ve seen James Blake live, present­ing his debut album, in a gig

Being on a hik­ing trip in the midst of nowhere in Iceland’s high­lands, on a path that is flanked by gla­ciers, vol­ca­noes, moun­tains, clouds of sul­phur steam and as many water falls as it needs to quickly lose one’s excite­ment, it’s not the best moment to injure one’s knee. A day’s jour­ney back to civil­iz­a­tion was the only

There’s some­thing about that U1 sub­way line that makes me very happy to dine beneath it. Or near it. Nearly all of my favor­ite res­taur­ants have a great view and noisy set­ting some­where around it. Yeah, that’s not very high class, but then not many things in Ber­lin are and that’s alright in my book. Any­way, one

This blog was once a per­sonal test­a­ment to my own life in Ber­lin. It used to con­tain merely anec­dotes and some­what inter­est­ing pic­tures of my sur­round­ings. You could wit­ness how nar­row my view was (and still is), and how slowly, this site developed to become more to me than a blog. It became my entrance to the

Every newly arrived Ber­liner knows: fuck yeah it’s hard to find your place here! Espe­cially when you’re in fields dom­in­ated by cre­ativ­ity and art. Ber­lin lives off its clichée of being free flow­ing and wild, so of course the city attracts all sorts of people who try to make their money with pap­maché col­lages and

Someone recently tweeted that they were mad at Ber­lin — if they’d wanted bad weather they would’ve moved to Lon­don instead! I jok­ingly replied “Dude, if the weather is what made you chose Ber­lin you deserve it”. But I’m not jok­ing any­more. I really can’t deal with the down­pour of the past few days. Yes, it looks like it’s